yoohoo! another update. remember to vomment.

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'Hey, meet you at the school lot in 20?'

Valerie's text came through as I was still taking my breakfast. I didn't have the guts to reply as my hands were still slightly shaking at the thought of going back to Avan State High. Without three years of my memory.

Across the huge dining table sat Dawn, caked in raccoon eye makeup and adorned in a goth outfit. She was engrossed in her iPhone.

As though sensing that I was staring at her, she looked up. "What?"

"Nothing," I said. "I'm just not used to you looking like that."

She rolled her eyes. "Well, get used to it. You're weirding me out."

Cliff entered the dining room, smartly dressed in a navy blue suit, black shirt and grey tie. My jaw dropped at the sight of him.

Dawn gave Cliff a sort of desperate look. "Is Dee going to drive me today?"

Cliff fixed his tie as he gazed at me. "You think you can drive?"

I quickly shook my head. I was still getting over the fact that out of the four cars parked out in the lot, the shiny red corvette was mine. Let alone driving. I couldn't risk driving with no recall of driving lessons.

Cliff sighed. "Alright. I'll drive the both of you." He sat down and Fleura, the cook, set down a tray of breakfast in front of him.

I looked down at my breakfast. A bowl of fruit salad, a plate of toast and ham with chipolatas on the side, and two glasses. One filled with milk and the other with passion juice. I had only nibbled a bit on the toast, but now I wasn't as hungry as before. I pushed my tray away.

"Mademoiselle, is something ze matter?" Fleura asked all of a sudden in her French accent. "Should I get you something else?"

"No," I stood up, feeling unsettled at the word 'mademoiselle'. "Just lost my appetite."

She nodded, but I noticed a flash of sadness in her eyes. Guilt pooled up in my chest.

I went towards the living room and picked up my maroon handbag, which had surprisingly blended with the outfit that Valerie had chosen for me. Rummaging through it, I saw tones of makeup and immediately felt naked on my face. I hadn't applied anything. I took out the hand mirror and saw a plain faced green eyed girl staring at me.

Was I comfortable with putting on makeup? At the moment, no, because I had no clue as to what I should apply and how I should apply it.

"Fuck it," I muttered under my breath and threw the mirror back in the bag.

"C'mon sis, let's go!" Cliff yelled from the front porch.

I took a deep breath and gripped the handbag. "Alright, let's do this."

Walking out towards Cliff's silver Aston Martin, I kept chanting in my head the words 'act cool, act cool.' Because, really, I didn't want to weird out people, as Dawn had put it, with my lack of memory.

"I call shotgun!" Yelled Dawn as she raced towards the car.

I smiled at the slight display of the small sister I remembered long ago with her playfulness. Even though it was just a scratch on the surface, at least it was something.

Since I had recently discovered that Dawn was a freshman at Avan State High, a part of me wanted to be where she was. Three years was a whole lot of memories made and lost. It was devastating to think that I was a senior, almost graduating soon, with no recall of 80% of my highschool life.

But Dr. Hayes had said that this retrograde amnesia was only temporary. It had better be.

I entered the backseat and it suddenly got awkward. Cliff drove in silence while Dawn was still on her phone.

It never used to be like this. So I voiced out my thoughts. "Does dad still drive us to school when he is available?"

"Not really," replied Dawn in a nonchalant manner.

What happened to singing along to the radio but very badly? What happened to the cheesy jokes that Dawn tried to crack? What happened to Cliff's teasing and the petty arguments we always had in the car?

I slumped in my seat. Everything felt foreign. I wasn't even sure of myself.

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Ten minutes later, I got out of Cliff's car and stared at the grand building of Avan State High. To say I was shocked was an understatement.

"They changed the school colors?" I stared in awe at the huge banner that hailed the words "Autumn Pep Rally Festival" in purple, black and gold colors, instead of the blue and yellow theme that I had in mind.

"Yeah," Dawn said as she walked towards a group of girls who were dressed freakishly similar to her. "See you later, doofus."

"Wha—" I wanted to yell out at her but my brother interrupted behind me.

"Hey, Red. I gotta go to work," he looked at his watch. "Are you sure you're going to be OK?"

I looked around the school lot and saw numerous students, hugging, greeting each other, laughing out loud. No sign of familiar faces.

I wasn't a new girl but I definitely felt like one at that moment.

"You know, I can always take you back home if you aren't prepared for this," said Cliff.

I shook my head. "No, it's alright. I'm going to have to face this eventually."

He came in front of me and took me by the shoulders, giving me an intense look in the process. "It's OK to be scared. Just call me when you need to."

I nodded and hugged him. "You became so nice."

His chest vibrated with laughter. "Well, people do change, Redding. And that's a sign of improvement."

I withdrew from his embrace and he gave me an envelope. "Make sure you give each of these medical reports to your guidance counselor and the administration."

I took the envelope just as I heard my name being called out.

"Redding? Oh my god, it's her! Redding! Over here!"

I looked over my shoulder to the direction of the sound and saw a guy with midnight purple hair skating towards me. He had bangs that had covered almost half of his face and his outfit screamed 'NERD'.

I squinted my eyes to get a better look at his facial features.

"Clark?"

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